We should be thankful for the gifts John Lennon gave us prior to his senseless murder. Think of the wonders we’ve missed out on since John’s passing. Yet, still, his message resonates among us … imagine that. May John RIP.

I will always remember when John Lennon died since my childhood home (built in 1825, which historically served as an army hospital during the Civil War) burned (electrical fire) the week after; both tragedies occurred in December 1980. My youngest son was born the following March. Another marker in time—my how it does fly by.

I thought for sure this was a photo of them live and then saw in your comments that you never did. I loved them, as well as this song and almost all of their others. Don’t think anyone will ever come close!